[NOS2Go4Me]

My best one yet (since getting the exhaust):

I had to go make a service call to our manufacturing complex up on Hwy 11 N, going towards New Liskeard. It's about 5-6 minute drive at highway speeds. I decide that since it's late in the afternoon and I wasn't going to be back to our main office till after 4:30, I'll just take our car and not the company car.

So I cruise along the one main road our office is on, and then I'm waiting for the light to get on the highway. At this point, I'm completely oblivious to the OPP CRUISERS with their FLASHING BEACONS and the HUGE oversized load they're escorting... all to my right, waiting to go up the hill as well.

I turn left, start going and figure... what the hell, give 'er! WOT gear change into 2nd, and then I look back and feel the blood draining out of my face! I figured I was toast. I got off the gas, saw the first cruiser come through the light... and nothing. He crawled along as the lumbering semi struggled to get some speed before attacking the 7% grade.

I wholly expected to have him radio me in. Nothing.

What happens as I'm leaving said complex to head home an hour later? After crawling through icy muck that I didn't think in a million years that the Focus would make it through... I pull out to the mouth of the driveway, wait for oncoming traffic to clear, and as I rev the engine quickly to 6500 or so in a celebratory "I beat the ice lake!" fashion... an OPP van goes by... right at full roar. I could SEE the daggers he was staring at me. But nothing.

I can't find the horseshoe, nor the horse, but the plans for the stable are with the engineers as we speak.